Hearing that both He Lixue and Lu Nanfeng were so sharp-tongued, Lin Xulian felt wronged.
She genuinely wanted to be Madam Lu, and she wanted to marry Lu Nanfeng. Why should she constantly be punished for one mistake she made long ago?
A sob escaped her lips, and she could not help but say with choked words, "Your mother has picked me to be your wife. Your mother will never approve of anyone else than me!"
"Well then, it is a shame that I am the one getting married, not my mother. Although we have some blood ties, she does not decide who I spent the rest of my life with." Lu Nanfeng was cold as he spoke; his words were laced with sarcasm and disdain.
The crowd, which was observing the drama, was all shocked. This had been full of ups and downs, first, they thought that He Lixue was a little mistress who had gotten in between Lu Nanfeng and his fiance, but after listening, this was perhaps just the woman's wishful thinking?
